Bent

Lyrics

I walk like thunder paid me first, Wind at my heels, whole sky cursed. The ground splits open just to stare, But I step lighter, I don’t care. Crowds whisper soft, I let them hum, But their songs break when I don’t run. I taste every storm that they spit, Laugh through the dark and swallow it. They sold silence, I bought the sound, Cracked their thrones and wore the crown. I don’t shake hands—I take the wrist, Rewrite fate with a clenched fist. Rules hang thin, but I stretch ‘til they snap, If I can’t climb, I burn the map. Luck bends knees, but I stay tall, I stack the bricks that build their walls. I dance on edges they won’t touch, Bleed from heights that cost too much. But even with cuts, I still rise, Hate can’t live where my pride flies. Night begs to end, but I let it crawl, I make the stars drop when I call. Even failure’s face turns pale, I chase storms—I never bail. I smile like I got knives for teeth, Spit out doubt beneath my feet. Bent mirrors scream, but they don’t lie, I see straight through their glass-eyed sigh. I am the echo that outlasts time, I let them fade, I let them climb. But where they stall, I build the flame, Etch my legacy into their shame. The ink won’t stop—it floods the page, Every line bites like a cage. I don’t break—I splinter worlds, Crownless king in shattered pearls. They pray for calm, I cut the sky, Tell the wind to sit or fly. This is my war, my curse to spin— If I lose? I still win.